Gittin’ High Trae tha Truth (Ft. Fat Pat)

[Chorus - Fat Pat sampled]

(Verse 1 - Trae)
I'm still in it homie,yeah I ain't never left
A couple more problems under my belt,got me pacin my steps
This year alone been enough to feel like my life ain't the same
Everybody watchin cause these haters keep callin my name
I thought it'd get greater when it come to fame
But all this roachin shit they put me thru'll have you smokin ya life away mayne
Still I don't blow at all - I choose to maintain
Cause whether I get high or not,my stress gon'be the same thing
Lord knows it ain't easy bein me,it ain't easy keepin it G
Knowin less then a day from now you ain't promised to see
I never light or roll it up,cause I can fight the pressure
Feelin' I was next watchin my brother H.A.W.K. lay on a stretcher
They same I'm crazy cause I never let my strain out
Everything stuck in my brain,done made it hard to take the stain out
Shit I do a song to take the pain out
And if I wasn't me I'd probably get a sack and try to blow my brains out

[Chorus - Trae + Fat Pat]
Lord knows if I couldn't maintain
And I wasn't use to goin head up with pain
Then I'd probably be gettin high
If they ain't never introduce me to fame
Or send my ass to live my life in the rain
Then I'd probably be gettin high
Stress got a nigga sittin low
And if I ain't know what I was livin fo'
Homie I'd probably be gettin high
Lord knows I'd probably be gettin high